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- [Verse 1:]
- I've seen a lot of shit I shouldn't have but never forgot it though
- Brothers on the corners selling crack like it was nada though
- Walk inside my kitchen baking soda all up on the floor
- Police banging on the door
- While gripping a.44
- I was just a youngin' but this type of shit I've seen before
- Y'all see a white boy, but my daddy a negro
- Half breed motherfucker put the mic and he flow
- I just wanna spread love, they want me to bleed slow
- I just wanna keep the peace, and help people
- Give some of this money that I'm making to the people
- So if you hatin' on me goddamn you evil
- And just don't understand cause I'm flyer than Knievel
- Been through a lot of shit, but I keep it on the D Lo
- Never bustin' in'em streets but I keep it G though
- I ain't in a fairy tale, I'm just me, ho!
- Only thing I talk about is everything that we know
- I heard you've got a fucking problem bitch I bet I beast
- Ain't no need to reach, I don't need a peace
- I just kill'em with kindness, yeah we leave 'em deceased
- And tell it like it is and now you got it capish shorty waddup!
- [Hook: x2]
- Let me bring it back down
- You think it's a game right now (yeah)
- But it ain't the same right now, know my name right now (yeah)
- Back where I came from now
- We're gon' live it up
- Till we bring it back down
- [Verse 2:]
- I hope you live a long life hatin'
- And watch every Grammy just to see who they nominating, uh
- So successful they'll probably say I signed with Satan
- But I got God on my side, always down to ride
- Don't get it twisted, I ain't perfect in the least
- I'm still all up in your girl jeans like a crease
- Matter fact like a geneticist
- These rappers' records comin' out they so repetitive
- Shout out my Homie Chance, peace to Skizzy Mars
- Rattpack, homie Castro, we dropping bars
- It's all love, man that shit is ours
- They never thought I'd make a shooting from the stars
- Yeah, I'm a born sinner, but it's a cold world
- Shout out my homies that know me, can't forget my old girl
- But that's a touchy subject like a priest, woah
- I heard y'all finally eating over there, we got a feast, though
- Keep it Rattpack, till the beat go
- You might not get the flow now, let it seek though
- Fans know my lyrics deeper than the sea floor
- But we dumb it down so they spin it on the radio
- Racism all up in 'em, that shit is irrelevant
- My flow is colorblind, rapping for the hell of it
- I don't give a fuck, my mind stays celibate
- Run quick, tell a bitch, rap getting me hella rich
- Out the blue like elephants
- My flow is so elegant
- Death before dishonor
- Murder all rappers in front of they momma's
- I rip Artanis
- Decipher the word because it's eubonics
- Reverse the letters and it spells Sinatra
- Yes, I got you bitch it's Logic
- [Hook]
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